DO IT NOW!
roll down the road of no regrets
You weakling sad sort
Don’t you know what’s at risk here
You have no balls, no guts, nothing at all
Yes, so you say is true but, for a second or two
Take a look at whats at is stake you delerious fool?
Fool, Hardly I say. Tis you and you kind that set’s the bar for no one to climb
BUT BOOM will come and within the smoke fire and hell in it, will be the end I promise
What?
In the end…as you say my friend Jay
What?
Oh shit..are you stupid?
Yes, a bit and a bit daft
And that is a sad misfit’s, last
And Chopin droll’s on and so I lift the world with a nothing song, but IN THE END
End?
End, tis all of ours, hours lost to then
What the hell are you talking about!!!
I’m saying then and now, tis what all is about in my last breaths of reason and doubt…
Ohh. heck yes, now I see, death and triumph mean little to me, but to you, its a magical duel. Isn’t it?
Yes, it tis.
So go ahead.. I dare you. PULL the pin and let the remains of all float above all and within
Ah, so it be true
Death and love comes so frequently to you
Yes, it does, sad to say
And say what you wish
for tomorrow may
BE YOUR LAST!!
We will all know
What it is, was, that drives fools
Me?
Yes, no, what do you think…You’re the one who is , well never mind we don’t want to upset the …well, who is it we’ll upset anyway. They don’t talk or say anything, anyway
Gee, I don’t know But know this. I HAVE MADE UP MY MIND
And that is?
Tomorrow, I’ll be fine. Wil you?
Why what do you mean?
I mean I’ll be off to worlds unknown al the same and you, you ass
You’ll be stuck here with a finger stuck up your..A
Ummm, I will but I’ll be a
Alive? So will I but not here, dear, friend of mine
So the neighborhood will fade to black?
Or, gray, depends on the time of day don’t you know
Oh, how I wish I was when things seemed so complicated but looking back.. they were so slow
Yes, slow, ROCK and ROLL slow?
Ha, Hendrix, Jimi that is/was would have argued such. So now I’m Tired. Let me rest, here, under the palms of yesteryear
And rest and sleep until the morn creeps
And the afternoon sun does break and wake all of the best and melts docile snowflakes?
Yes, I will now pack and say good bye to my hood. And say adios to all who are lucky to be in love
Love? Is that that ails you?
Yes, and NO. For I have been given the best to hold so dearly onto. Bye for now. I sleep till I wake. Make no mistake, tomorrow will be the last of a complicated life full of love and strife.
But?
But WHAT!?
Tomorrow peace for now
On this street?
A nice couple in the Tudor..retired, teacher’s I think
And there, picket fence?
A tribe it seems..7 cars
Are they liked?
Disliked?
Well, neither I think. Tolerated I’d say
Who’s that on the driveway ?
Someone.
Someone? you kept shrinking in your seat.
Yes, just someone.
You know that someone don’t you
yes, yes I do
How so?
Won’t say, I just do.
Well tomorrow we best be getting to the point of this ride around the neighborhood, shouldn’t we?
Yes, I guess..tomorrow will be best..
Yes, tomorrow. You can say where it will be…
Okay, well, maybe I will
Lives a couple in complete despair
Why
Because she doesn’t love him but another to be sure
And he, too, a girl friend yes without much to do
And there , over there. At the house with fawn shutters
Kids play in the yard and bark jeers that have nothing to say. And yet life goes on
Dad won’t be home tonight or at all, for he’s long gone.
But isn’t there anyone happy yet?
Yes, oh yes, they’ve not been found out it’s said. Rare it tis. Filled with times only friend.
Doing whatever that makes their rich song.
So what about me? Am I not to be?
Ah yes you are, but that in tomorrows song….
This house?
Nope
That?
Officer, I’ll tell you when just keep going, slowly
See that house, the one with porch light on?
Yes, Is that it?
No but keep focused on that one because I think in a few weeks you’ll respond to a…
To a…? What?
To a say, domestic dispute
Dispute? What kind….
Kind? The worst of kinds
Wors…
Yes, worst
Like?
Like a murder, murder-suicide actually
Whoa, now what a second, Wh..
Why do I say that? Because I do and I can and …I know
PULL OVER>>NOW
Nooo. , no way, you can’t interfere. You’ll change the clock of events
What? What the hell are you talking about
This!
What’s this?
This, the death of sanity, sanctity, decency and above all else for all to see
It’s your house, officer. So behold. Each and everyone one on the block has another life untold, as you do
How do…
Just know that I do. Next time I say just how it went, and how it was , and how you played the fool…
stay tuned for the next segment…
Was it when
One car was enough?
One bath, too
One dog and cat
One
One hope of
Love would travel from home to her
and back again
When was it 5 O’clock and didn’t matter
Rock stars were people also
When was it I lost my youth
And traded it for a 3 piece suit?
When was it
That my age exceeded my eye sight
Or children became Grand
And lost hopes drifted away in the shores morning sand!
Who, in the world, does this guy think- he- is!????
A work in progress….Like most…. 🙂
An old work at that. With likely only a few lug-nuts left.
A mad hatter. The maddest of hatters.
Any questions? Or ideas for contemplative thought? Leave a note!
Muhahahahah…
Tks
I figure life is like lug nuts on a cars wheel. You get a certain amount of them to hold the tire on. 6, 7, 8. But that’s it. Over time one will work its way loose, fly off never to return. But, you still have say 6 left and they’re holding the tire on tight, still. Until you hit a bump. And another vacates. And so it goes until you’ve completely eff’d up your life and you have 2 left.
Now, the wheel is still on. But a little wobbly. And life’s road is a little, well a lot less sure. Isn’t it? But if each remaining nut (2) is opposed to the other then you still have a chance. If not, you’re screwed, literally. Wheel comes off and away you go.
I think Dale has at least 4-5 lug nuts left. Only because you are a bona fide good guy and earned a few back. When your 100 we’ll talk about how many you have left, again. If I’m still here but that is a LOOONGSHOT. Watch out for the bumps…. 🙂
I think I may have 3 left and some may wish the count was one. Well….It ain’t easy being me.
I bought a Comet
For you to ride
I bought it for you to ride
Into your next spring
And
Oh, you diiiid
And Ohhh did you ride allot
In to new fallen
Snow
I bought you red ribbon
Why you say?
Oh so you knew which day it was
Today!!
You could wrap it up
In red red red red ribbion, I’d say
And there you stood
Barely 18, dressed in all good
So I bought you a family, house, car, love and respect
Were no too far..away
Away ohhh
I bought you a comet… please say you’ll stay for a while, longer my doll…